Wordful Wednesday: A Quick Catch-Up

You know when you have ignored your purse for awhile and you clean it out and go, “I didn’t know I had that!”  “Yea!  I thought that was lost!”  “Cool! $.37!”

When I was posting about…something on Wednesday last week, I found a whole lot of good shots that are too much for a post on each one, but too much fun not to share what we’ve been up to.

This is the room we were in on Fridays all year.  My back is against the wall.  Crazy, it was.

They also got to play outside.  When it wasn’t raining.  Because, it never got too cold.

She doesn’t look like she’s having a great time at the spring concert….

Which is funny considering she and her sister were about to rock their duet.  Seriously, the ensemble thing.  I can’t even tell you how wrong it was.  There are seniors in that ensemble who sound like they are getting an amputation without anesthesia.  And I’m not just partial.

On the last class meeting of Theatre class, the instructor invited a guest to speak to the kids.  Less about acting and more about what you are meant to do, Cylk Cozart shared from his heart about knowing from an early age that he was meant to act.  He is from our town, bi-racial and adopted.  He is a fascinating person.  Of course, I would think so.

I am currently sitting at my computer with my mouth watering.  I have had breakfast and lunch and it is only 2:36 ish.  I thought this photo from a “Capture the Flag” Party might help me talk myself out of going into the kitchen and eating out of the Bisquik box with a spoon*.

Per, no.

I have no idea what he is reporting, here, but he adores to be the first to tell the news.  Obvious or no.  I should call him, “Scoop.”

Life is good.

 

I am linking this post with parenting BY dummies for Wordful Wednesday.

 

*Don’t be silly.  I don’t do that anymore.  I settled for birthday cake and flavored tortilla chips.  PMS, anyone?

 

 

Comments

  1. He is so cute, but he probably doesn’t like to be called that.

    • He would not like to be called that. He has had enough names and wants to be called only by his actual first name.

  2. You have such a good-looking crew. You’re a lucky momma.

    You know that, huh?

  3. I’m happy life is good for you. That’s how it should be.

  4. You do have gorgeous kids. And I know what you mean about horrible voices – I’m preparing my end-of-the-year English recitals with songs etc. Ouch.

    My brother was bi-racial too (adopted).

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